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Unsweetner:
making waves
in an ocean
already cut by waves
moving forward
always forward
no notion of
from where I came
only the knowledge
I have only
only myself to blame
my desire, my temptation
my inhibition, and my fear
my reaction to your coercion
is exactly what got me here
got myself into the outside
forced myself into a rut

useless empty nothing
useless vacant space
break myself of the habit
before it breaks me down
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Snarl:

took what I could when I had the chance
took what I could when I had the chance
based on the premise
that need all you can get
based on the premise
that you're already fuct

there's a war unspoken
between those buying and those whose options
are to sell themselves or be sold
so I found employment
wasting time
squandering my short supply
found security in dollars per hour
traded autonomy for spending power
But a paycheck's nothing more than a bribe
nice and steady
investment in inertia
my share in the spoils
my share in the blame
my piece of the pie
a crumb from the table
hope for the future is killed in the present
a meaningless pattern of pain which doesn't matter
Bite the hand which feeds
Bite the hand which feeds
now, what have I got?
nothing

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The Invisible Hand:

A system of ruling, controling, a number of people or things grouped together because of certain likenesses or common traits, allegiance to some person or thing, unquestioning belief that does not require proof or evidence, unblemished, clean, submissive, resigned, obedient, loyla, faithful to those ideals etc. that one is under obligation to defend or support, regular, steady, or uniform, the qulaity or condition of being beautiful, of moderately good size, accurate, reliable, exact, calculated, restrained and deliberate, careful and guarded, regular, orderly, likely, promising, advantageous, pleasant and courteous, faithful to the constituted authority of one's country, proportioned by a standard, a set or arrangement of things so related or connected as to form a unity or an organic whole, a population which differs from others in the relative frequency of some gene or genes, a group of people considered as a unit according to economic or occupational or social status, the relation of exclusion or conversely inclusion which exists between propositions, an established system of political administration by which a nation state, district, etc. is governed, i.e. majority rule.

To speak or act for by duly conferred authority as an ambassador for his country or a legislator for his constituents, to be a likeness or image of, a division or grouping according to grade or quality, complete trust, confidence, or reliance, to give a smooth or streamlined surface to, to be a sign or symbol for, the act of submitting some thing to another for decision, consideration, a form of government in which the ruling power belongs to a few persons to refuse to admit, consider, include, etc. shut out, keep from entering, happening or being, in which all or most of the means of production and distribution, as land, factories, railroads, etc. are privately owned and operated for a prophit, a political system, an agreement whereby parties in dispute submit the matter to arbitration and agree to be bound by that decision, the system of principles underlying any art or science, the law of the jungle.

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Attack Nerve Epicenter:

they've got a lot of nerve
you know when you've been burned
'cause you can feel the burn
like you've felt it your whole life
they've treated us like dirt
to them that's all we're worth
you know what they deserve
burn their shit to the ground
turn their history around
take pride in our resistance
in anger there is power
in struggle there is redemption

I've been burned by so many lies
defeated so many times
forcd to swallow what I despise

Now that my life is spent
I have the leisure to wonder
where the fuck it went

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Autostumbler:

tripwire springlock release
measured mechanic despairĘ
automatic precision response
engineered into a corner
reconfigured into a whore
you can't buy yourself time
with the wages you earn
you can't run on empty
you need hatred to burn

I have hatred to burn
I am only a tool
I have only to act
My mind has been burned clear
a straight line across a crooked map
I tore out my heart
so that I could feel
I tore out my eyes
so that I could see

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Koretsky's New Clothes:

every pop song is another knife in our back
you've got a string quartet now, but it still sounds whack
the pavement is pock-marked with potholes and cracks
the metal is scarred like a human face
it's Rolling Stone bullshit strung out on smack
And D.I.Y. is a petty bourgeosie conceit
an anachronism intrinsically failed
historical revision with a digital receipt
a replicant structure on a minature scale
Indie Rock Independence is a means not an end
It's no challenge to capital so why even pretend
Now Punk Rock has broken and it's beyond repair
Your sarcastic surrender proves you don't even care
And our heroic self-image explodes like a bomb

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Spark

sometimes a spark is only a spark
it lands in the dust where it flickers and fades
but sometimes it lands on something ready to burn
and flames can spring up while your back is turned
ashes to ashes and dust to dust
this fire has joined all that it touched
and that's how it was between you and me
that's how it was between you and me
a dry spell had left the earth desperate for rain
so i was waiting for water but none of it came
ashes to ashes and dust to dust
this fire has joined all that it touched
and that's how it was between you and me
that's how it was between you and me
now i'm gasping for air as the smoke fills my lungs
and everything's burning and there's no where to run
ashes to ashes and dust to dust
this fire has joined all that it touched

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Open Door

I couldn't give up yet
So I took what I could get
While open door and vacant threat
approximate a grave
I suspect my motives
underground scraping at the sky
They've offerred explanations
But never told me why
So the question still remains
on the auction block alone
is anything we can do
to make our lives worthwhile
But I don't give a fuck
I don't give a fuck
I don't give a fuck
If I repeat myself
Open door and vacant threat
have lost their glamour and appeal
the fact I've squandered half my life
is the one thing which feels real
in a cheap attempt to emulate
the heroes of my youth
going once, going twice
never to return
I'll never be you "Bob Dylan"
I'll never be your "Beck"
I'll never know the peace of mind
which must accompany success
But I don't give a fuck
I don't give a fuck
I don't give a fuck
If I repeat myself

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Once in a while

Every once in a while
I catch a glimpse of some meaning
Before it's lost
I woke this morning
And I stared at myself
And I tried to remember
What I used to believe
When I was younger
I saw myself as a student
Just learning from life
But there is no rehearsal
We only get one chance
And I can not explain
all the choices I've made
the person I am
is not who I should be
and that's a shame
And the fantasy
of a second chance is
testimony
to how deeply we fail
This time around
I am ready to be born
or at least I think
I think that I am

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